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She tossed it down.
I dropped my head into my hands and groaned.“Brooke.Please don’t—”
“Or you know,” she continued like she wasn’t the most ridiculous person on the planet.“Maybe he’s not proportioned well, so then you’d need the snugger fit.”A packet landed in my lap.Yup, sure enough, they made condoms in a snug fit size.I threw it to the floor.That one, I knew I didn’t need.
“And this?”I threw a strawberry flavored packet at her face.
“Hey, a little bit of variety and a splash of color now and then can keep things spicy.”
“I don’t even want to know how you know this.”
“Well, you see—”
“No.”I grabbed a handful of condom packages and threw them all over her.“I really don’t want to know.”
She bounced and grinned, her sandy brown hair bobbed on her shoulders.“Spoilsport.So, when’s the big event?”
I made a mental note never to call Brooke for help again and shuffled to the bathroom, slamming the door.“None of your business!”
Silence came from her side and I figured she left, so after I quickly used the restroom and splashed water on my face, I opened the door, figuring Brooke would be spread out all over my bed that was now covered with more condoms than I’d ever seen in my life.
Instead, I came face to face with Cooper, staring at my bed with a condom wrapper in his hand.
“Care to explain?”he asked, turning and grinning at me over his shoulder.
